Sunday, November 2, 2008

Entry #4 (end)
10/29

We learn about various times when he believed he was buried alive because of his catalepsy, but there always seemed to be a logical explanation for the circumstances. He had just kept thinking about his catalepsy so much that he grew a terrible fear of going outside, of doing anything with people who didn't know he had this disease. He was afraid when he got an attack in the presence of strangers that they would actually think he died and bury him. Well, soon he realized this was no way to live your life, and just started to not think about it; he coincidentally never had another attack again. Lastly, this was a story about living your life; Poe explains, "There are moments when, even to the sober eye of reason, the world of our sad humanity may assume the semblance of a hell-but the imagination of man is no Carathis, to explore with impunity its every cavern."

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